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I'm feeling much better now.
I spent much of last evening in the sort of deep funk where I was talking to nobody but Andy and the cat--and explicitly noted that the stuffed platypus probably didn't qualify.
It's amazing what ten hours' sleep can do for a person. Or maybe just the passage of time.
I've also written a couple of paragraphs, and put together the invoice for last week's proofreading work (to be handed in Monday).
I spent much of last evening in the sort of deep funk where I was talking to nobody but Andy and the cat--and explicitly noted that the stuffed platypus probably didn't qualify.
It's amazing what ten hours' sleep can do for a person. Or maybe just the passage of time.
I've also written a couple of paragraphs, and put together the invoice for last week's proofreading work (to be handed in Monday).